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Judas 
Redeemed 



A DRAMA 



REVEALED 

By Authority 



By MOORE MURDOCK 



Published by 

Yogi Publication Society 

Masonic Temple, Chicago, 111. 



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Copyright 1922 by 

MOORE MURDOCK 

Dramatic, Music and Motion 

Picture Rights Reserved. 



JUL 22 1^22 

©CI.A677608 



A GIFT 
TO THREE WOMEN 

To Her — My Daughter 

Whose Faith undaunted measured Truth and sent me 
fearless, on a Sacred Quest 



To Her— My Sister— 
Who replenished my watchfires at The Shrine of Hope 



And to Her — My Mother — 

Who led my Spirit to the Heights, from where I glimpsed 
the Splendor of the Shining Way! 

Reverently Dedicated 

The Author. 



JUDAS REDEEMED 

A Drama 
By Moore Murdock 



From the 

Verge of 

Earth 

Alvah 

(Son of 

Iniquity) 

Hails Judas 

(The Betrayer) 

Crouched 

In Hell 



I. 



Judas, arise, come forth, I cried, 

from out your loathsome Pit, 
Where HelFs abhorrent Monsters writhe 

and putrid Horrors flit! 
Come forth and save your Soul alive, 

O Fear-enfettered Slave — 
And Judas answered brokenly, 

"I have no Soul to save!" 



Alarmed by 
the Utter 
Renunciation 
of the One 
in Hell, Alvah 
Appeals to 
Judas, In 
Behalf of 
the Whole 
Bace of 
Mortal Men 



II. 



Come forth, recant your craven vow, 

abjure the Temper's spell, 
Blind men seek knowledge of a Truth, 

that you alone can tell ! 
The first fruit of His toil, you know 

the One Eternal, by His grace — 
"I am bereft of God," he said, 

"I am in my own place !" 



III. 



CreatiOH 



The 

Sensuous 

Languor 

of the 

Energized 

Dust 



Hark back to Life's primordial dawn, 

the supermundane birth, 
When Souls within the Vast illapsed, 

upon the Virgin Earth. 
You groped in blind mortality, 

through that illusive Dream, 
Whilst I held fast, the Cause profoimd, 

of God's Creative Theme! 



IV. 



The 

"I Trust." 

of the 

Second 

Awakening 



The aeons from enchoate mist, 

unrolled Life's broader plan! 
You sprawled a ponderous, uncouth Thing, 

I stalked a primal Man ! 
I thrust you from my path with blows, 

and trampled you in scorn, 
And ravening Murder, loosed on Earth, 

to scourge the host unborn ! 



V. 



The 

"I Fear" 

of the 

First 

Migration 



Portentious deed, that baleful wrought, 

the wrench and parting of the ways! 
At war, set vengeful beasts and men, 

throughout the Cosmic Days ! 
In Oneness, absolute, 'till then, 

zoned men and beasts and fowls of air, 
Incarnate Souls, that upward reached. 

His wondrous works to share ! 



VI. 



The Garden 
of the Lord, 
Man's First 
Reincarnation 



The Retarded 
Egoes of the 
Migration 



The 

Highest 
Intelligence 



The. 
"Soul 
Adoring" 
of the 
Day of 
Days! 



Paradise 

the 

Perfect 

Spiritual 

Statue 



From Sleep, the aeons roamed the Spheres, 

to greet a new, resplendent Day ! 
Brute-Man, you led your bellowing pack, 

and o'er the fens held sway ! 
In hideous gambols, lunged and tore, 

and gorged on things unclean. 
Or claw and fang your combats waged, 

atrociously obscene! 

VII. 

And I came lustrous as the Morn, 
aglow on Accad's vernal plain, 
Unto that Mirage of His Heaven, 

that Earth will ne'er reflect again 1 
Where Man in joyous pulchritude, 

pulsed His incarnate Elohim, 
I entered in, that bliss to mar, 

and blight Has Mortal Paradigm ! 

VIII. 

O vanished Garden of the Lord, 

where fountained, flowed the Euphrates, 
And Accad's fields perennial flowered, 

and nectared sweetness decked the 
trees! 
And ordered tasks, glad Souls pursued, 

nor wearied through the Sun-bright day, 
For Labor wore the yoke of Love, 

and Toil was jubilance at play! 



IX. 



Moon, 
There was 
Wone. 'til 
Baal, by 
His Own 
Fires 

Consumed, 
Roamed 
the Pale 
Spectre 
of the 
Nleht 



Ingratitude 
the Origin of 
Mortal Sin 



Than Baal's in Accad, burned no fires,* 

nor shone than his, no quickening 
light ! 
I subtle plained that light and fire, 

extinguished by his hurried flight! 
And men to fortressed walls must flee, 

ensieged, while Baal withheld the day, 
By your dread Brute-Men, from the fens — 

from lairs, the beasts of prey ! 

X. 

'Till men abhorred the joys of day, 

that withered in a sunless blight, 
And here held as dross, that bliss profaned, 

by those foul terrors of the night! 
To my blasphemous counsel turned: 

the Vast, its conquest to aspire, 
Bridge the White Chasms to the god — 

and bear to Earth, his rifled fire! 



=^THAN BAAL'S, IN ACCAD, BURNED NO FIRE! 

It to be remembered, in that Day, still shone the great 
Orb of Fire — the old, old Sun of Creation! There was no 
Moon, to shine by Night, and not until Creation's Sun 
burned out and slowly chilled to its core, hung a lifeless 
mass in the Cosmos, did the Night have a Moon, as the 
Day Yiad a Sun! 

And when the pale spectre hung eternal in the Heavens — 
a great planet rolled out of the Vast — smaller and less liuni- 
nant than the Master Orb it succeeded, and by Divine com- 
mand, the Day and Night of the Earth were reversed! For 
the New Sun rolled over the Eastern horizon, as the declin- 
ing, and extinguished Baal passed into the lambent glory 
of the multitudinous Stars! From thenceforth to be Queen 
of the New Night, and flood with tender radiance her foster- 
child, the Earth! And evermore, except at short intervals — 
to mitigate the gross terrors that had prevailed In her revo- 
lutions — since Murder — "At war, set vengeful beasts and men, 
throughout the Cosmic Days!" 



The 

Divine 

Blessing 

of 

Innocent Joys 

Disdained 



XI. 

No more, they hymned the Matin Song, 

that hailed the advent of the Sun, 
But Accad's hapless race deplored, 

when his imperious course was run ! 
No more the Feast of Fruits was spread, 

in the refulgence of his brands, 
Nor wove the votive dance, when Baal, 

mid-throned in glory, blessed the 
Lands ! 



Alvah the 

Master 

Builder 



XII. 

With sun-dried bricks, and slime I wrought, 

and Master-Builder of the Race, 
I piled the fair abodes of men, 

in wondrous strength and grace! 
My stately colonnades, and Fanes, 

limned on the tide, their spectres dim. 
And regal Cities I enwalled, 

beside the River's lapping brim! 



Love's 
Joyous 
Labor 



The 

Tower of 
Babel, and 
the End 
of the 
Garden 
of the 
Lord 



XIII. 

For Asshur, 'stablished Nineveh, 

for Nimroud, builded Babylon! 
And that accursed Tower, upreared, 

my vaimting causway to the Sun! 
Whereon, I dared the livid fires, 

from Baal's consuming craters hurled, 
That tombed me 'neath the molten stones, 

of my dismantled World! 



XIV. 



The Great 
Dispersion 
to the 
Possession 
of the 
Earth! 



The 

Covenant 
with Ahram 
the Chaldean 

Judas 

Keincamates 
a Chaldean 
Slave 

Alvah 

Returns Tidal 
of Canaan, 
King of 
Nations 



And far within the splendored East, 

and deep into the burnished West, 
By tribes, the stricken Accad's passed, 

on Fate's inexorable quest! 
And Accad's sundered ties forsworn, 

vanquards of Nations, yet to be, 
Belted the Earth from pole to pole — 

stern Lords of Human Destiny I''' 

XV. 

Again, we journeyed to the Light, 

from Sleep's enchanting bourne, 
By Earth's insistent call aroused, 

to eagerly return ! 
You, bondsman, born in Abram's House, 

chief of his underlings, 
And Canaan's potent sovereign I — 

the Arbiter of Kings! 

*Withln The Garden of the Lord, "The Soul Adoring," of 
The Day of Day's, rejoiced vpith the perfect trust of a gentle 
acceptance of the beniflcence of Deity, until that joy was 
turned to affliction, through the baleful propulse of Alvah! 
That terrific Being, the highest intelligence of living men, 
and predominant in authority — led men first to question the 
wisdom of God, and then to defy ffis law! 

When the consunming fires of Baal, by command swept 
down, and over The Garden of the Lord — ^the disintegrated 
Bace, was driven out, and afar from the Holy of holies, it 
had defamed! 

Out, and beyond uncharted Seas, and unnamed Shores, 
to conquer, and subvert the Wilderness, the stricken Accads 
passed, in separate bands and tribes. Guided by unerring 
intuition to ordained destinations, they marched, and paused 
for aye — or commanded, wandered further on the Road tc 
Empire — ^until they apportioned and possessed the Earth! 

And as Time piled up the cycles, and generation followed 
generation, the story of The Garden of Th« Lords and The 
Great Dispersion, was toid no more! And of their origin, 
unwitting and knowing naught of the God of the Accads, 
they bowed before the idols their sj)uls created — ^neither God, 
or Devil fearing — "Stem Lords of Human Destiny"! 



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XVI 

Eight kings to Canaan bent the knee, 

and vassal homage swore. 
Rich Sodom^s, and Gomorrah's lords, 

proud Shinar, jealous Zoar — 
Zeboiim, bold and treacherous, 

brave Elam, rash and vain, 
Admar, the Spy, and Elassar — 

the jackalls of the Plain! 

XVII. 
From Ur, you led the Chaldean's herds,* 

to Canaan's Promised Land, - 
And from the hill-tops of Judea, 

beyond the Jordan's strand, 
Beheld the length and breadth thereof, 

where Israel's favored race, 
Sojourned, and ruled two thousand years — 

passed out, and left no trace ! 

THE COVENANT 

*The blind "I SERVE," of the Chaldeans, sacrificing to 
the ONE GOD — What? Never asking! Where? Their sooth- 
sayers made no assignment: held fast unto that day. 

But also, out of tradition that held fast among the Chal- 
deans alone, they KNEW, that Shekinah, the Splendor 
of God. stood between the Cherubim, and kept watch at the 
Bast Gate of The Garden of the Lord! 

And from the East Gate in the Great Dispersion, had 
been driven their forefathers, seventy times seventy thousand 
years before the later Emigration of the Tribes to seek their 
first Inheritance! ^ 

Albeit, the Tribes sought diligently, they found it not — 
for The Garden of the Lord, as their Wise Ones discovered 
(after much tribulation), had been carried afar by the 
Shekinah. and the Cherubim, and the Chaldeans would 
know that Place — only, when the Spirit roamed from Earth 
forever ! 

But to reward his Constant Soul, GOD made a Covenant 
with Abram, and sent him, and his household, to possess 
a Promised Land: wherein there was a Garden, and in the 
center of that Garden, twenty generations removed. Abram' s 
sons would build a City, about a Temple — that would en- 
shrine the Shekinah. and the Cherubim — as long aa the 
Children of Israel kept the Covenant with their God! 

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XVIII. 



The 

Overthrow 
of the 
Kingdoms 
of the 
Jordan 



And Abram's prestige fixed, you Slept — 

I held the kings in pawn, 
I knew each secret hope and hate, 

and drove the victims on! 
Bartered their toppling thrones for pelf, 

the murderous hosts arrayed — 
Unhinged the red Sluice-gates of War, 

and God, and man betrayed! 



The Day 
of the 

Messenger 



Judas, 

in His Last 

Reincarnation, 

the Devoted 

Servant of 

Zebedee 



XIX. 

Another Day, broke in the East, 

our destined roads we trod ! 
You, served your master Zebedee, 

tireless, and simplest clod. 
That ever trawled a fisher's net, 

in white-capped Galilee, 
Or toiled in shameless nakedness, 

upon that azure Sea ! 



Alvah, 
Bebom to 
High Estate, 
Rules 
Palestine 
as the 
Favorite of 
Imperial 
Caesar 



XX. 

But I was great in Palestine, 

imperial Caesar's man! 
My rolls appraised each field and herd, 

each merchant's caravan: 
My Clerks of Customs sat in wait, 

beneath the Temple's dome, 
And ravaged tribute from the Jews, 

to bribe decadent Rome! 



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XXI. 



Buled and 
Bobbed 
His People 
Israel, as 
Caesars Man 
Supreme 



My minions ruled the Market Place, 

at my price bought, and sold. 
O I waxed fat in Palestine, 

in lands, and slaves, and gold ! 
Clutched in my greed, the widow's mite, 

plundered the rich man's store, 
And all that aped at place, or power, 

brought treasure to my door! 



But- 
Mightier Than 
Caesar's Man, 
Buled Mary 
of Magdala, 
Over the 
Seajrts and 
Fortunes of 
All Men 
in Palestine 



XXII. 

Magdala's harlot queen I loved! 

her smile, alluring, rare. 
Held all men fettered in its charm, 

and lashed me to despair ! 
Until I won her, with the gifts, 

a Sultan might bestow, 
To come, and dwell with me apart, 

within my Seraglio! 



The 

Messenger 
Who Taught 
"Love God, 
in Spirit 
and In 
Truth!" 



XXIII. 

'Twas then He went about His work, 

among the poor of Earth, 
And you, made manifest to Him, 

became of vital worth! 
You heard His call, and from that hour, 

'till Time shall cease to be, 
He is the hostage of your Soul, 

unto Eternity! 



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The 

Understandlns 
of a 
Tender 
Pity 



XXIV. 

Beneath my balcony He paused, 

where one, crouched sore afraid! 
We heard Him shame the leacherous Jews, 

imtil they fled, dismayed ! 
Then lift the trembling wanton up, 

and to her gently say — 
"Rise, sin no more, but follow me," 

and pass upon His way! 



That Hour 
Redeemed, 
and Exalted 
to the 
Service 
of Her 
Lord 



XXV. 

Transfigured, rose the Magdalene, 

my jewels laid aside, 
Slipped off my gauds and broideries, 

and with a chastened pride. 
Assumed the garments of her slave, 

and followed in His train! 
My ribald mockery, as naught, 

my pleading love, as vain ! 



The 

Tempter's 

Spell 



XXVI 

By stealth, I mingled with the throngs, 

that gathered as He led. 
And watched you, when Magdala poured, 

the spikenard on His head ! 
I weighed your mean, avidious mood, 

and there at Bethany, 
You heard my horrid whisp)er, 

of the Silver, and the Tree! 



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XXVII. 



Wie Poor 
were Despised 
and in 
Old Age 
Anathema, 
in Judea 

Then 
Judaa 

Knew the 
liOrd 

The 
Atonement 



Prone in the dust at Bethany, 

you battled with your greed — 
'Though you were chosen for His Hour, 

born for that one black deed ! 
But when you held the Tempter's price, 

and kissed Him, to betray. 
You flung the blood-dyed monies back, 

and cast your life away! 



Alyah Fiend 

Implacable, 

Crucifies 

Ood'a 

Messenger 



XXVIII. 

And I, expounder of the law, 

the Tetrarch's Advocate, 
Bade Caiaphas rouse the frenzied mob, 

to murder-lust, and hate! 
I laid the great beam on His back, 

and heinous crime, to dare — 
Ruthless, I nailed Him on the Tree, 

and jeered His dying prayer! 



THE MESSENGER 
"Love God with all thy heart and Soul, worship Him in 
Spirit and Truth." It was thus the Messenger spoke when 
for a season He dwelt among them, and in His gentle pity 
Importuned all men to accept Salvation! 

And of that Day ALVAH knew himself to be the guiltiest 
wretch of an abominable generation! 

As the scenes of that imperishable Drama moved across 
the Zone of vision — ^Judas crumpled in abject conviction — 
gazed in agony of adoration and sublime renunciation, on 
the countenance of his beloved Lord! 

But as the Drama advanced, and the blasphemous ven- 
geance of Alvah was depicted against the gentle Messenger 
— suflering, enduring, forgiving with His expiring sigh — 
Alvah groveled upon the earth, and covered his head with 
dust, ashamed to look upon his heinous crime I Shame 
and degradation for himself — but the pity and sorrow that 
flooded his Soul, were for Judas, submissive In Hell — and 
the first PBAYEB of his incarnate Soul, was that Judas 
would come forth. AND SAVE HIS SOUL ALIVE I 



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The 

Vengeance of 
Ishmailis 
and the 
Disintegration 
of Kome 

The 

First 

Crusade 



The 

Crimson 

Path 

The 

Wars of 
Christian 
Europe 

The 
March 
of the 
War Lords 



XXIX. 

And as the generations passed, 

and you cringed brooding There, 
With subtler power o'er men I came, 

to weave a deadlier snare! 
Set East, and West, at endless strife, 

the Mosque, the Church defied — 
And countless armies, age on age, 

for Cross, and Crescent, died! 

XXX. 

Insatiate vengeance spurred me on, 

and down the Crimson Path, 
Earth's shambled hordes, my impulse drove, 

to war's insensate wrath ! 
Shattered the Nations, great and small, 

shook monarchs from their thrones, 
Nor record of the vanquished left, 

save heaps of rotting bones! 

THE CRIMSON PATH 

.War's abominations, had debauched the whole Earth. 
Supported by the armies he had converted to Ishmailis, and 
inoeculated with his diabolical creed, of utter extirpation 
of all peoples, and nations, that worshiped the One Om- 
nipotent God — Alvah had reached the zenith of earthly glory! 

All living men abased themselves before him, according 
him, because of his immortality. Divine power, as the abso- 
lute Ruler of the Earth! 

Not one Jew, or Christian, or Moslem remained alive of 
the religions that had worshiped the One God, whom Alvah 
defied, and blasphemed! 

When, therefore, he declared that no peoples of the de- 
spised creeds remained to affront him : he loomed a para- 
mount force, to his adoring Armies — standing alone, and 
above Divine, or Mortal equality! 

And when he declared Peace, and Pleasure, should reign 
on Earth, to solace his conquering IshmaiUs — the air was 
rent with tumultuous acclaim! 

He bade his adorers farewell — and dismissed them to pur- 
sue their individual predilections — and was again applauded 
to the echo! 

Entering his quarters, he feverishly tore off the trappings 
and insignia of the War-Lord, yearning as never before to 
sleep with Death in eternal oblivion of existence on Earth! 

Dismissing his attendants he wrapped a linen sheet about 
him, and threw himself, upon what in his insolence and 
Buper- assumption of power — he had decreed should be his 
bed of Death! 

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And 

Suddenly 
His Soul 
was Sick of 
Vengeance 



The 

Judgment 
of Ood 



XXXI. 

Hate's apex reached, with carnage drunk, 

acclaimed, my last behest — 
The glutted wreake, my being loathed, 

and anguished, yearned for rest! 
Lo, then His awful judgment raced, 

a vortex, swift and wide — 
And wrecked me here, earth-chained, ac- 
cursed 

the boon of Death, denied! 



THE JUDGMENT OF GOD 

But without, the heavens assumed an ominous aspect, and 
a wail, as if all the peoples he had exterminated, shrieked 
one terrific curse in unison — roared, and thundered on the 
wind. 

Onward the deadly Whirlwind raced 1 The vast concourse 
of soldiers, augmented by the inhabitants of the city, and the 
nearby villages massed, sodden with fear, and with a 
ferocious comprehension of the Cause of the appalling calam- 
ity impending ! 

Alvah rushed out to reprove the uproar — naked but for the 
Bhroud draped loosely about his shoulders, only to find him- 
self the central figure, against whom the wrath of God and 
Man was directed! 

The warriors, that a few short moments before had ac- 
claimed him MIGHTIEST OF LIVING MEN— fell back at 
his approach, their gaze fixed upon him in a delirium of 
detestation and abhorrence ! 

And as the Whirlwind swept nearer, a bolt shot straight 
and gashed the breast of Alvah! 

About his feet a Vortex burst, bearing on its seething foam 
the Dead — men, women, and the multitudes of little children 
he had ruthlessly slain. And the living on the opposite shore, 
beholding the hideous convolutions in the Cauldron — the boil- 
ing, and bubbling mutilated Dead — covered their faces and 
fled, from the accursed scene! 



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Tha 

Curse 

and the 

Weariness 

of Conscience 



XXXII. 

Damned by my crimes, my jaded march, 

could brook no stop, no stay. 
But ever down the war-seared waste, 

I tracked the Corpse-paved Way! 
I might not ask of God, His grace, 

but the accusing Dead, 
I begged, for their forgetfulness, 

as o'er their dust, I fled! 

THE CURSE 

That livid bolt probed the heart and soul of Alrah — ^that 
roaring wind, jeered and taunted his memory! And « 
VOICE — too terrible for mortal man to hear and live— com- 
manded Alvah— NOT TO DIE— BUT— DAMNED BY HIS 
CHIMES TO LIVE UNTIL ETERNITY! 

To live, convicted and proscribed; apart from all human 
association, or human tolerance — avoided and condemned by 
men and devils! 

"But ever down the War- seared waste. 
To track the corpserpaved way!" 



The 
Befign 
of Peace 



The End 
of War 
and the 
Arrogance of 
Security 



XXXIII. 

Long years, has Peace voluptuous reigned, 

no more. War's lurid brand. 
Lights the ensanguined trail of Death, 

across the blood-drenched land! 
Nor franchised men, the Lord portune, 

to guide the avenging sword — 
Secure, the ingrates scoff the God, 

their battling Sires, implored! 



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XXXIV. 



The 

Deepalrtng 
Appeal 
of s 
Soul In 
Peril 



Judas, come forth, and pay the debt — 

O save us, e'er this Day, 
Shall end with its expiring Sun, 

nor leave one phantom ray. 
To guide our Soul's immortal wraiths, 

in that abyssmal gloom, 
In deathless consciousness to mourn, 

our Everlasting Doom! 



Judae 

Aestuues 
tbe l&sk 



The 

Conversion of 
Alvah 



XXXV. 

He stood beside me, and behold,' 
my shackles fell away — 

And my racked Spirit dared to hope, 
and almost dared to pray! 

He preached the Love of God, and I 
amazed, forgot my shame. 

And man, amidst my fellow-men, 
rejoicing, praised His Name! 



Alvah'8 
Reward, the 
Confidence of 
Mankind 



One Friend 
Who Found 
In Him 
No Guile 



xxxyi. 

And mightiest miracle, was this, 

when I essayed to warn, 
Men paused, and reverent heard my plea, 

erst-while had jibed in scorn! 
And babes, before had fled my face, 

confiding, leaned upon my breast! 
And once, beside a Home's hearth-fire, 

I sat, a cherished guest ! 



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XXXVII. 



Tbe 

Living 

Desire 

of the 

Weary Soul 
For Best 



The cycles of my years, at length, 

exacted Nature's toll, 
And like a shriveled husk, my form, 

enwrapped my anxious Soul! 
But halt, and bent, I flouted eld, 

and labored at the Task, 
For I would dare, when all was done, 

one boon, of Him, to ask! 



The 

Bace 

Bedeemed 



XXVIII. 

Unto the End, the Helper pressed, 

the glorious Word, he bore. 
In flaming signals, burned, and flashed, 

God's Truth, from shore to shore! 
Until one tie, bound all the Earth — 

all hearts with sweet accord 
In unison — beat One Great Heart, 

for all men Loved the Lord! 



Hl8 Day 
At Hand 



The 

Great 

Assembllns 



XXXIX. 

The Race Redeemed, His Day at Hand, 

pealed, Time's exulting knell. 
Assembling all the quickened host, 

the sullen Ones from Hell — 
From emptying Seas, and shattered Tombs, 

the unregenerate Dead, 
In legions massed, where Judas poised, 

a nimbus Yound his head! 



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Alvah 
Alone 
with God 



The 

Bleep of 
Worlds 



The 

Answer 
to the 

Last Mortal 
Prayer 



A Soul 

Made Worthy 
to Behold the 
Omnipotence 
of God 



XL. 

I followed not, the joyful throng, 

he led to Heaven's Supernal Zone! 
In the impending shock of World's, 

my Soul would meet its God alone! 
Alone, on Earth's dissolving dust, 

my Faith, appealing, cleft the Vast — 
And voiced its pent-up human urge, 

the burden of long aeons past ! 

XLI. 

The whispered sigh of Echo hushed, 

and mortal sound effaced! 
The Shadow of a Mighty Hand, 

the Universe erased! 
Inert, imponderous, supine, 

the lethal blackness walled. 
The pulseless vapidness of Space, 

in nihil Silence palled! 

XLII. 

Deep in engulfing Void, I prayed, 

to Yield Life's finite breath — 
Granted the boon, did tranquil sleep, 

the last pale ward of Death! 
Omniscient rose, where splendored Worlds 

renascent, rim the Shining Way — 
And toil, adoring, at His task, 

in God's Eternal Day! 

FINIS 



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